[story][Fenspace Alternates] The South Is Rising, Someone Get A Hammer
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[story][Fenspace Alternates] The South Is Rising, Someone Get A Hammer
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 blackaeronaut Wrote:And as for the little musical bit... clues for the flash movie impaired?Or a link to the YouTube page? (ListenToYouTube.com doesn't like the "embed video" style URLs.) -- Rob Kelk "Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of the same sovereign, servants of the same law." - Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012 
The URL is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqBGuh-6aVU&
If you need to search for it, "Independence Day soundtrack - The Darkest Day". -- Bob --------- Then the horns kicked in... ...and my shoes began to squeak. 
November 25, 1940, 5:37 p.m. CST [25
NOV 2016 23:37 GMT] St. Vincent, Minnesota. Mildred “Millie” Bannister shrugged out of her blue woolen overcoat and, after shaking off the light dusting of snow it had acquired in her walk home from the library, hung it on the hook in the mudroom of the modest home she shared with her mother. She absently tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear that had fallen out of the tight bun she wore as the town's assistant librarian. “Mother?” she called. “I'm home.” She walked into the parlor and smiled at the sight. Her mother sat in the large, comfortable chair that had belonged to her father with her legs under a granny square afghan that she had remembered helping her grandmother make. Her mother was knitting a sweater while the wireless was tuned to a station playing classical music. “Oh?” Her mother looked up from her knitting. “Hello, dear. How was your day?” Millie let out a frustrated sigh. “All sorts of flabble about that 'Mysterons' hoax. And of course, since I'm a librarian, they assume I know what's going on with it.” “Well, don't you maintain poor Johnny's subscriptions to those Zap Gun Pulp magazines and spend an inordinate time watching those Republic serials at the Bijou?” her mother asked with a gentle smile. It was tinged with sadness, as Millie's older brother had died five years ago serving in the Army up in Canada. Millie spluttered. “Well of course I do! I just don't know anything about the sort of person who could override all of our wireless stations. Probably some sort of kook who worked it up after that Welles Fiasco last Halloween.” She set her newest copies of Analog and Astounding on the side table by her chair and made her way to the kitchen. “Do you want anything special for supper?” “I'm sure whatever you make will be fine, Mildred.” Her mother's smile widened. “You're such a good cook, dear. When are you going to get married?” “Mother,” Millie chuckled at the old barb. “I'm twenty-three, I still have time.” She started a pot to boil for rice and went to the icebox for the beef she'd bought yesterday. “Besides, all the good men around here are taken, or are the sort that frown on an 'educated' woman like myself.” She sighed and returned to her cooking, daydreaming about a man who would not be intimidated by her intelligence, or love for cheesy science fiction. ''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.'' -- James Nicoll  Quote:“I'm sure whatever you make will be fine, Mildred.” Her mother's smile widened. “You're such a good cook, dear. When are you going to get married?” You wouldn't be... planning something here, would you, Foxboy me lad?  Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information "I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!" M Fnord Wrote:Mmmm.... It's a possibility!Quote:“I'm sure whatever you make will be fine, Mildred.” Her mother's smile widened. “You're such a good cook, dear. When are you going to get married?” ''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.'' -- James Nicoll 
OOC: *Cackles* What a lovely idea there! I heartily approve!
One wonders whether Miss Bannister is related to somebody already Up. Although, one suspects that, if she isn't, she will be.
[size=smaller](Too bad that St. Vincent is as far from Wisconsin as you can get and still be in Minnesota. The Swansens hail from Wisconsin, and Minerva is blonde, just like Miss Bannister... Fenspace's Mildred could have been Leda and Minerva's great-grandmother, if not for the improbability implied by the geography.)[/size] -- Rob Kelk "Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of the same sovereign, servants of the same law." - Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
People can move around quite a bit. My maternal grandfather has lived in no fewer than three provinces, always dragging part of his family with him when he moved. My doubly-paternal great-great-grandfather (that is, my paternal grandfather's paternal grandfather) was an immigrant to BC from the British Isles (I've forgotten exactly where; my ancestry includes, among at least a half-dozen other nationalities, English, Irish, Scots, and possibly Welsh). My sister's fiancée and her family came to the Vancouver area from Minnesota, though I don't know where in particular (is there an area with an unusually large Ukrainian-American population?).
Another scenelet, the deep breath before the plunge. Now if I could stop blocking on the Big Reveal moment in Philly. %P
November 26. 2016 VVS EXFOR Staging Platform, Earth-Luna L2 The space station at L2 was pretty paltry compared to others in the immediate area, a thing of girders, wires and simple canisters. It wasn't designed to be the hub of a huge Fenspace-wide diplomatic and (more than likely) military effort. Still, the EXFOR staging platform was where the ships were, and as General Fnord was prone to say, “Needs must as the devil drives.” General Fnord now stood on the platform's observation deck and watched as the diplomatic mission down to Earth assembled. Anchored to the platform, the GCU Laika took on supplies while the space shuttle Discovery gently hovered down onto the anchor points on Laika's back. Out past the platform, the Grover's Corners held a respectful distance; the great bulk of the mobile homestead could have crushed the platform if it had gotten too close. “We do travel in style, don't we?” announced Ben Rhodes, coming up from behind. Mal gave him a sidelong look. “Seven elephants. And what are you doing here? You should be transferring command over to the Corners.” “Annika's handling all the moving. I wanted to check my orders one last time... and say 'good luck.'” Ben stuck out his hand. “I know I'm going to need it more than you, but we'll both need it.” “We make our own luck,” Mal objected, but shook on it anyway. “And your orders haven't changed; talk to Featherston, try to get him to see that he has no friends in the world and that planning a vengeance war plus slaughtering a good chunk of his population won't win him any more, then don't get upset when he refuses.” “Oh, this will be fun,” Ben grinned savagely. “Of all the Mundanes out there, I'm going to enjoy freaking this one.” “Ben,” said Mal gravely, “don't take this too lightly. Featherston's the most dangerous guy we've ever tried to make a run on. He's a lot of things, but he's not stupid. If he sees a weakness he can exploit, he'll exploit it.” He said the last thing looking over Ben's shoulder. Ben half-turned, taking a glance back and seeing his wife goofing off with their daughter. Ben turned to look back at Mal. “You honestly don't think...?” he trailed off, leaving the implication open. “I don't know. But if he thinks he's found a weakness...” Mal shook his head. “All I'm saying is, be careful, okay?” And here... we... go! Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information "I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!"
OOC: BA: Is Ben bringing his whole staff on the Corners? Senshi, Fezigs, Ayanami and all? I'm sketching out some shipside stuff and I want to make sure I have the right cast at hand. Thanks!
-- Bob --------- Then the horns kicked in... ...and my shoes began to squeak.
OOC: Bob, Mostly just the Troops: Sailor Atalante's team (spec-ops), a few squads of squads of Sammies (marines - sixty bodies), four Peacemakers (three are kitted for bombing runs, but the Tough Love is configured as a drop-ship), six C-130s (four are packed with Hi-Lux trucks and won't need to be docked - just on-station somewhere), a couple of wings of Fezigs (escorts), two Veritechs (landing assault), the Midnight (inteligence), and the two Firefoxes (shock and awe).
The middle-management is still gonna be handled at 36 Atalante - Jess is still there, along with everyone else making sure things run smoothly.
OOC:
Quote:a few squads of squads of Sammies (marines - sixty bodies)Having worked the economics for http://drunkardswalkforums.yuku.com/topic/7077, I can safely say that Grover's Corners is playing host to all of the Senshi Marines here, both regular and reserve. Which means Yayoi's there, taking orders from Ben. (It costs a lot of money to feed, house, equip, and keep in fighting trim even one soldier - money that the voters insist can better be spent elsewhere during peacetime. Crystal Tokyo only has $260,000/month for all of its military needs during peacetime, including Coast Guard, and it's the largest Crystal City...) -- Rob Kelk "Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of the same sovereign, servants of the same law." - Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
OOC: Thanks, both of you. I've got a job interview in about an hour, so you won't see anything right away, but hopefully something by tonight.
ETA, 6/4: Have about 3K so far, still writing. -- Bob --------- Then the horns kicked in... ...and my shoes began to squeak.
OOC: I just realized something. Benjamin has Stitch. What better way to show a man - a very inteligent man - that the Fen are not lightweights by turning loose a terror that is design to wreke havok upon cities?
I think he'll decide it is just that... a terror weapon, and use it as a casus belli
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky? That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry- NO QUARTER!!! -- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children
Hrm... point. Besides, 'eesha nanikrishna' (line that he used to great effect on the Galactic Councel) would have zero effect on these guys.
I'll think of something suitably over-the-top for Benjamin to do... though part of me is tempted to pull a Gendo Ikari Meets The President. And there is the already-planed orbital strike.
Considering the culture of the CSA, a white man showing up with an asian woman on his arm is already over-the-top. But if you really want to blow their little minds, introduce them to the Rolling Stones. Or the Ramones. Or Jimi Hendrix.
Oh! Give Featherston a big, wide-screen, LCD TV and a copy of Schindler's List on DVD. Then quietly tell him what the rest of the world thinks of so-called "Final Solutions". Not flashy, but it may be effective... -- Rob Kelk "Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of the same sovereign, servants of the same law." - Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
November 24. 2016
VVS EXFOR Staging Platform, Earth-Luna L2 "VVS Exfor, VVS Exfor. This is FSPV FLEGG out of Kandor City approaching your outer markers. Requesting permission to approach and dock." "This is Exfor Station. Station is currently closed to outside Traffic FLEGG. Hold your present position and state your business." "FLEGG copies hold present position. We're Don Antionio's contribution to the effort Exfor." "Aww man. I shoulda just let Guido break my legs or something. You KNOW HES gonna be there Murph. Rumor mill says they're calling in all the bluehairs for this one." "Plumbings Plumbing Jules. Doesnt matter who makes it, they'll need folk to help build it, the way the Don figures." "Dont mean I have to like it, Murph." "No one's asking you to." "FLEGG, Exfor. State your souls on board." "Exfor, FLEGG. 2 souls on board, Murphy Murphy and Julius Fries." "Exfor Copies, FLEGG. Continue to hold position." Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky? That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry- NO QUARTER!!! -- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children
November 24, 2016
Korolev AFB, Luna "General, this is EXFOR Staging, we've got a ship called FSPV FLEGG sitting on the outer boundary requesting to dock." "Interesting. What're they here for?" "They say they're from Don Antonio, sir. Should we let them in or wave 'em off to Kirby?" "Hm." "Sir?" "Ask them what Don Antonio sent them to do. If they're part of the scientific effort, wave them off to Odyssey. If not, bring them aboard and get them into the briefing room; Shad or KJ or I will holoconference them from here. Oh, ask them if they have infiltration experience. That could prove... useful." "Will do, General." ooc: just a quick bit to move things along. Depending on how badly "Jules" wants to stay away from the Professor, he might get his wish. With luck he'll live to regret it. Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information "I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!"
"Flegg, this is EXFOR. What did Don Antonio send you to do for us?"
"Comic Relief?" "JULIAN!" "EXFOR, Flegg. We're a couple of generalists, Don Tony said whatever you need us to do, we do. Not really Blue Hair types, unless you want it to fail spectacularly, and you know how any Julian feels about working with the Professor." "Any Infiltration skills FLEGG?" "Well I learned investigative journalism with my momma's milk, and Julian's Dane to the core. We could probably fit in just fine as long as you didn't expect us to make things go boom. Well, unless you like getting a bigger boom than you bargained for." Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky? That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry- NO QUARTER!!! -- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children
"Did you get that, General?"
"Loud and clear, Staging. Put me through to them." *click* "You're on, sir." "FLEGG, this is General Fnord. Would you gentlemen be up for some extra-curricular activities downstairs? I have a large number of guns, people who'll need them shortly, and a shortage of gunrunners. Sound like fun?" Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information "I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!"
(OOC: OK, I seem to've accidentally scrambled some minor details. I'll go back and do some editing.
Quick summary: The Fleet Captain is Elza Newman, not Lafiel. Lafiel's just a Captain, currently commanding [i]Belisarius. Lufy Starleaf is a Major, not a SgtMaj.)[/i] -- Sucrose Octanitrate. Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
"You got yourself a couple of Runners General. Just tell us where to go!"
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky? That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry- NO QUARTER!!! -- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children
OOC: Hey Mal, how accurate would you say is this Wikipedia article? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jake_Featherston
Outside that, I only really need a few more details about Featherston - speech, mannerisms and the like.
Pretty close-on, a point might be "Doctor Hopper" being a favorite beverage when he doesn't need the buzz of alcohol, make note of the Virginian accent, and, if he makes any appearances where he's on his "down time" his floppy straw hat. Again, if we embarrass him too fully, he WILL hold a grudge. And, has been noted earlier these guys don't flinch from WMDs.
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.'' -- James Nicoll |
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